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Tue 12 Nov, 2002 07:36 pm
T'is here is a shabeen, me gentle lads and ladies . . . t'at mayns ye don't have to worry about the peelers breakin' up the party, and ye can have all the fun ye like, so long as ye don't start no ructions here . . . it also mayns we doan hafta clayn up after, we just abandons the playce, and starts up some'eres else . . . singin', dancin' and the retailin' of lewd stories is encouraged . . . weepin' in yer porter must be tayken outside . . . have fun me gentlelads and ladies . . .
Well then I would like a beer and a bump to get me started. Is that possible?
Name yer poison darlin' . . . does ye want it boilermaker style, er side by side?
And then stand me up beside the juke box if I die .... .
Here ye go, darlin' . . . oops, just let me get them iron filin's outta yer bump there, adds color, ye know . . .
Coconuts! Coconuts! Coconuts! Coconuts!
All coconuts fall one day!
So you are votin to have Little_k's coconuts fall off, hmmm. Now all we need is GeneralLee and some vitamin V.
Lil' K, allow me ta intraduce ye to yer latest devotee . . .
Shimmie, shimmie coco pop.
shimmie shimmie shop . . .
I swear it's just that I like coconuts.
Sure, sure lad, we're all dumb as posts here, we belayve ye . . .
Bubba shot the juke box last night
Said it played a sad song it made him cry
Went to his truck and got a forty five
Bubba shot the juke box stopped it with one shot
Bubba shot the jukebox last night
Well he could not tell right from wrong
Through the teardrops in his eyes
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
It was justifiable homicide
Bubba shot the juke box stopped it with one shot
Bubba shot the jukebox last night
Raven Craven - better get used to no coconuts where you are heading and country western music. All bubbas no sissy's
wow, y'all started without me!
BTW, here's the origin of this particular shabeen's name:
One dark night, when we were all in bed
Old Lady O'Leary to a lantern to the shed
The cow had no milk, so she burned the barn instead
There'll be a hot time in the old town, tonight ! ! !
Chicago, 1871
You are fast L'k, just not fast enough
Woo, hoo, were is that fishin man that said we could not do the summer and fall of 2000 over again.
BTW, I'll take a shot of tequila and a house porter, cheers!
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